quinta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2011


It is rage.
Anointed spirits haunting my mind, it is hatred in disguise
A leap on the abyss, unknowing the nature of men
Dreadful will be, the day I uncover my eyes for then I will see
It will make you feel the scorn inside me, the ultimate decay of this bliss
Reaping dreams and blood in this circus of lights and shadows.

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